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Stress Choke

I woke up choked up could not breathe felt like I have to heave throwing up everyday like its a pet peeve angst choking in my sleep from the food I eat stress causing sleep lock gives me the creeps the sheep flock like a new drug on the streets birds of the same feather flock together forced to face everyday hoping for better be a leader not a follower write your own story live your own life forget bad thoughts like Dory swim with the fin you do have and strive for glory never give up let go of worry life will get better slowly not in a hurry.

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